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[shadowmythe]

𝕋𝕒𝕘 𝔾𝕦𝕚𝕕𝕖

𝘉𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘤 𝘛𝘢𝘨𝘴

#shadow speaks -> my thoughts on certain things

#shadow talks ___ -> opinions and thoughts on certain subjects (history, theatre, psychology, politics, ect)

#shadow writes -> my actual writing (eg. fanfics)

#shadow shifts -> shifting content

#shiftingshadowmythe -> shifting

#shadow reads -> my thoughts on books I'm reading

#shadow watches -> my toughts on shows/movies I'm watching

𝘚𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘧𝘪𝘤 𝘛𝘢𝘨𝘴

#shadow reads tsc -> my thoughts on Shadowhunters

𝘊𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘛𝘢𝘨𝘴

#-🔞 -> NSFW

#-☁️ -> Fluff

#-⛈️ -> Angst

#-🩸 -> Violence/Violent themes

#-‼️ -> Potentially Triggering Content

#-🌶️ -> Spicy/NSFW implied

𝘍𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘮 𝘛𝘢𝘨𝘴

#-🧚 -> Disney/Pixar

#-🥊 -> My Hero Academia

#-🦸 -> Marvel

#-🦾 -> Fullmetal Alchemist

#-🔪 -> Scream

#-🌀 -> Disastrous Life of Saiki K

#-🧇 -> Stranger Things

#-😘 -> Ouran High School Host Club

#-🩺 -> Grey's Anatomy

#-🏹 -> Hunger Games

#-➰ -> Shadowhunters

#[ tmi ] -> The Mortal Instruments

#[ tlh ] -> The Last Hours

#[ tid ] -> The Infernal Devices

#[ tda ] -> The Dark Artifices

#[ twp ] -> The Wicked Powers

#-⚔️ -> She-Ra Princesses of Power

#-🐉 -> How To Train Your Dragon

#-🐦‍⬛ -> Miss Peregrine's Home For Peculiar Children

#-🪻 -> Bridgerton

#-📸 -> Life is Strange

#-🕵️‍♀️ -> Carmen Sandiego

𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘛𝘢𝘨𝘴

#- val 🏒 -> Valentina "Val" Ortiz

#-carmen 🧥 -> Carmen Sandiego

#-julia 👓 -> Julia "Jules" Argent

#-ivy 🏎️ -> Ivy

#- anna <3 -> Anna Lightwood

more tags to be added...

𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘥𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 | 𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪-𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘥𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵

updated 08/01/2025

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[caramelldansenu]

stupid cat

[starwolfie]

Fairy Hyrule in a bottle. 😊

Yes, it’s a very comfortable bottle, he deserves it! 🥰

For @tashacee 🎉🎉

[ryomaandgundhamkin]

i mean i might as well

im 12

[mattsfavoritestar]

LATCH, matt sturniolo

synopsis… matt meets a girl at a party and becomes infatuated by her

warnings… mpdg!reader, very small angst, fluff

thank you @bernardsbendystraws for the dividers <3

everything was so loud.

matt didn’t know if his ears were gonna burst from the loud bass of the speakers before his eyes went blind from the flashing colorful lights. he sat in the far back of the room—solo cup nursing in one hand while his phone, flashing twenty percent, rested in the other.

his friends were nowhere to be found, and his brothers, who were supposed to stay near him, vanished the moment they walked in. matt’s leg bounced with angst; he desperately wanted to leave but didn’t feel like he had a real reason to. with a quick swing of his cup, matt got up to make his way to an empty room in hopes of locking himself in solitude.

as he shuffled through the crowd, he mentally cursed the people he came with as he caught glimpses of them. by the time matt made it to a room, he shut the door quietly and leaned on it with a heavy sigh. matt didn’t register the body laying on the bed facedown until she said something.

“you aren’t here to drug me and then assault me, right?” she asked, though it came out muffled.

matt jolted at the voice, then shook his head before realizing her head wasn’t facing him. “no—i, uh, just wanted to chill in here for a bit… if that’s okay,” he rambled.

the girl sat up with a small laugh. she could hear his nervousness in his voice—it intrigued her. “so what’s your name, stranger?” she asked.

matt stared at her in awe; short, washed-out blue hair with bangs that curled toward her face. it wasn’t his first time seeing someone with colored hair, but the way hers looked, paired with her outfit, made her seem unreal—a fairy almost. she tilted her head and furrowed her brows in confusion. matt snapped out of his daze.

“sorry—s’matt,” he quickly said.

she smiled at him sweetly, then took in his appearance. suddenly, matt felt self-conscious in his hoodie and jeans. he ruffled his hair as he shuffled his feet. he didn’t notice her getting up, so he was startled as her eyes were a lot closer than before.

“wanna get out of here, matthew?” she asked lowly.

his face heated up at the close proximity, but he still managed to nod his head. she smiled before reaching for the door and dragging him out. the mystery girl led him through the crowd and out the door. he realized he didn’t know anything about her—let alone her name.

“you never told me your name, by the way,” he quietly said.

“you never gave me one,” she shrugged.

matt stared at the girl in confusion. did she not have a name? was she messing with him?

“okay… can i call you pixie?” he cautiously asked.

she shrugged, then gave him a cheshire cat smile. “do you have a car, matthew?” she asked. matt pulled out his keys in response.

when she asked him about his car, matt didn’t think she meant that she would be driving it. but here they were, speeding down the empty freeway as matt had a tight grip on the dashboard and door handle. when she asked for the aux, he didn’t expect her to play the entire soundtrack from the familiar multiversal spiderman movie.

“relax, matthew, i told you i got you—didn’t i?” she said, laughing at his panicked expression. she was right; she had promised him the moment she asked for the keys.

“just—slow down a bit? please?” he practically squeaked.

“close your eyes,” she said, glancing at him quickly. matt gave her a confused look before doing it. “do you feel that? the buzzing, i mean.”

matt wasn’t sure if it was from the music or the acceleration. the streetlights flashed through his sealed lids—he felt like he was in a movie.

when he opened his eyes, she was looking back at him. they were parked in front of a mcdonald’s.

“kinda craving a mcflurry,” she said, breaking eye contact.

matt followed behind her with a stumble. he saw the blue-haired girl walking back to him with a displeased look.

“shit’s busted as per usual,” she grumbled.

as she made her way to the car, a group of people walked past, causing her to halt.

“pixie?” matt quietly called out.

she let out a heavy sigh before turning back to him with a smile. “hey, do y’wanna go to the store? i think target’s open—i’m feeling like i wanna go red,” she said, turning back and rushing over to the car.

matt looked over his shoulder at the group, who were laughing and not paying the two any mind. he was confused about what made her mood slip but brushed it off. he got back into the car with her, giving her a quick glance.

“are you okay?” he asked.

she turned the music up and ignored his question.

matt felt the air shift. it was subtle but undeniable. the playful edge in her voice had dulled, and the energy that radiated off her like sparks seemed dimmer. matt’s grip on the seatbelt tightened as he watched her fiddle with the knobs of the stereo, her fingers tapping erratically to a beat that wasn’t there.

“pixie,” he tried again, softer this time. “what’s going on?”

her gaze stayed fixed on the road ahead, but her foot eased off the accelerator slightly. the silence between songs stretched long enough for matt to hear her sigh, low and barely audible over the hum of the car engine.

“it’s nothing,” she finally said, her voice light but strained, like she was trying too hard to sound unbothered. “just… ghosts.”

matt furrowed his brow. “ghosts?”

she gave a half-laugh, shaking her head as if she could physically shake the thought away. “you know, the kind that hang around even when they shouldn’t. the ones you think you’ve outrun, but they catch you in a stupid mcdonald’s parking lot anyway.” her tone was bitter, and it didn’t match the manic, carefree girl who had dragged him out of a suffocating party not long ago.

matt wanted to press, but something told him to tread carefully. instead, he nodded. “i get it,” he said, though he wasn’t entirely sure if he did. but the truth was, he knew what it was like to carry invisible weights—his own ghosts just took different shapes.

her lips quirked upward, barely a smile. “do you, though? you seem like the kind of guy who has it all together. clean-cut, polite… hoodie-wearing matthew.”

matt scoffed, unable to hold back a laugh. “if by ‘together,’ you mean accidentally wandering into a stranger’s bedroom to escape a party i didn’t even want to go to, then yeah. totally got it all figured out.”

that earned him a real laugh, bright and short but genuine. she glanced at him briefly, her blue bangs shifting as her head tilted. “touché.”

the car slowed to a stop in the nearly empty parking lot of a 24-hour target. she pulled the keys from the ignition and turned to face him, her eyes glinting with something he couldn���t quite read. “alright, matthew. you’re coming with me, and we’re buying hair dye. red, like i said. maybe some snacks, too, if you behave.”

matt raised an eyebrow. “if i behave?”

she smirked, already halfway out of the car. “yeah. if you’re good, i might let you pick the snacks.”

he shook his head but followed her anyway. the fluorescent lights of the store buzzed faintly, and matt couldn’t help but feel like he’d stepped into another world entirely—one that revolved around her gravity. she weaved through the aisles with purpose, grabbing a box of vibrant red dye off the shelf and turning to him.

“what do you think?” she asked, holding it up as if she were modeling it.

“i think you could pull off any color,” matt said honestly before he could stop himself.

her expression softened for just a moment, a flicker of vulnerability passing through her eyes. “careful, matthew,” she teased, her voice quieter now. “flattery might just make me keep you around.”

they roamed the store longer than necessary, tossing random items into the basket: sour candy, a bag of cheetos, a pack of glow-in-the-dark stars she insisted they needed. but matt didn’t mind. for the first time in a while, he wasn’t in a rush to leave, wasn’t desperate to retreat into solitude.

back in the car, she leaned her head against the seat, looking at him out of the corner of her eye. “thanks for humoring me tonight,” she said, her voice unusually sincere. “i needed this.”

matt smiled, surprising himself at how easy it felt. “me too.”

the rest of the drive was quieter, the frantic energy that had propelled her earlier now replaced with something softer.

they returned to the party when it was nearly empty. matt stepped out of the car after her, the buzz of the night air alive in his chest. she leaned against the hood, her arms crossed as she looked up at the dark sky.

for a moment, matt felt like he couldn’t breathe. there was something about her, the way she carried her chaos like armor, that made him want to stay.

“pixie?” he called softly.

she didn’t look away from the stars. “yeah, matthew?”

“can i stick around?”

she smiled faintly, her gaze still skyward. “yeah,” she said, voice soft. “maybe you should.”

[izuke-the-zombie]

🌸Don't ask me how I got inspired but hear me out

in this little funny AU scenario, our favorite punching bag and best monkey mac is a fairy🧚

😆I'm thinking all sorts of scenarios here

😚In this one :

Wukong has been hearing rumors about light or something from his little monkey subjects but didn't give it much thought thinking it was just fireflies nothing he's noticed

One night after another successful sworn Brotherhood victory dinner.

laughing drinking and sharing stories with one another has ended. After a while going to bed Poor little monkey King couldn't sleep so he decides to go back to the table for a midnight snack, azure brother brought over cherries, Monkey King doesn't have cherry trees so he's thinking to plant some around here. he was so busy having fun that he hasn't had the chance to try any of it.

And then he stops, sees a little light fluttering around the bag of cherries.

He slowly makes his way to the table doesn't want to scare off the Firefly, but then he froze. when he took a closer look it was a little White monkey and a pretty one at that, with white fluffy fur, six pairs of glittery wings, and six colorful ears and tree leaves tied around its waist. He could admire this little creature for hours if the table didn't creak under him while trying to lean in for a closer look that is.

The fairy macaque holding the cherry turns around quickly, and they both froze there in silence, slowly and steadily the little macaque starts walking backward and fluttering its wings getting ready to take flight as fast as it ca.n out of impulse Monkey King stops him immediately holding his tiny hands making him drop the Cherry, Monkey King blurts out "WOULD YOU LIKE To JOIN OUR BROTHERHOOD!?".

🤩I'm going to doodle a little more and maybe talk about it a little more as well cuz I cannot stop with all these ideas of little fairy macaque how they fall out and how they reconcile and maybe in some point where Wukong making him a little dollhouse of his own to live in.🏠✨

The possibilities are endless!!! 🤩😚😆💕🧚✨💖but I'm hungry right now so I'm going to go eat🍔🍜🍉✨

Okay bye💖✨

[critterishere]

idk how popular the “redux dude is the postal 1 demon” theory headcanon is but every time I’ve see it mentioned or drawn I think of this

[yonglixx]

he’s so funny i can’t

[sxtystrs]

hiii. i made siren ivantill au since i'm sick in the head look at them :)

first four are old art please don't mind

[shadowmythe]

𝔻𝕚𝕤𝕟𝕖𝕪/ℙ𝕚𝕩𝕒𝕣 𝕄𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥

𝐕𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐚 "𝐕𝐚𝐥" 𝐎𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐳

Val Ortiz Relationship Hc's

𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙖𝙙𝙙𝙚𝙙...

updated 02/07/2024

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[mindmythorns]

she is in fact going out ✌🏻

[kendimdennhallice]

[bugisbonkerz]

the teddy bear of a man. chomp chomp chomp

[betterthanbatman1]

Jason bby girl, those fairy wings aren’t very intimidating :3

[cha1cedony]

Yeah so I actually headcanon [insert character] as aromantic—

“Nooooo my ship 🥺🥺”

I don’t care 💞🧚

[ghosty269]

Jerejean to me🧚✨